Son-of-a-wreks twin boys. Terrible Twos. Actually they’re pretty easily placated. Give a toy or two and some room and they’re fine, for awhile. Middle sister (Babywrek) is still the problem in that family group.
Yesterday (oh yesterday!) Son was here with girls. He’s not taken to hauling the babies yet. After potty training, he says. DIL calls and tells him to get home quick. One of the twins conked a noggin and stitches would be required.
I sent Hamza to drive him. Son was scared and tends to crazy antics when he’s stressed like that.
Anywhoo, 6 stitches were placed over the right eyebrow.
Now. I’m not cruel. The baby is fine. But this was needed. I can now tell them apart easier. As most people will.
Son-of-a-wrek even intimated he didn’t have to take a double take anymore.
I was also told their names should now be Oscar and Noscar
They’re boys. This is just the first of many wounds.
I used to say The Daughter was the busted bones kid: busted leg, busted arm, busted toe. The Son was the stitches kid: cut thumb, slash through eyebrow (he got clobbered with a bat playing t-ball). Then he went and busted a bone in his foot.
Scars are tricky. At a very young age the wound might heal with no recognizable scar. Y’all should have had the doctor drip some tattoo ink into the wound before closing it.
A buddy of mine wanted a facial scar (long story). He had a tattoo artist who also does branding and scarification incise a line from below his eye down toward his chin. Hurt like a MF according to him.
He sported a big padded bandage for a few weeks. The scar looked cool at first. Today it is just barely noticeable, and he is bummed out.
There are twin girls in the family and I would be at total loss if one of them didn’t have a birthmark on her face.
Given how absolutely bonkers those girls are, though, I won’t be surprised if there are scars to follow.
I get regular reports out of that household (we call it The Circus, four children four and under):
Guess who climbed into the top shelf of the closet?
Guess who disabled the child locks in less than 24 hours?
Guess who locked me in the bathroom?
Guess who smeared honey all over her sister?
Guess who eloped and couldn’t be found and I had to call the police?
The doc said this scar will nip thru his eyebrow. He’ll have a noticeable line thru the hair, forever. DIL is still crying about it.
I have an eyebrow like that. I told her it wouldn’t ruin his chances at a prom date. And might give him some street cred.
His name is Axel. We call him Axe. So it fits.
ETA. Your friend is weird. Here I am fussing to hide my facial scars and people are getting them on purpose. Jeez. It takes all kinds.
One of my kids led with his head. As a toddler, he had a hammer, breaking ice on the driveway, and clawed himself in the head. Later on, ran into an open locker door in school. Had a few other minor head injuries (nothing life threatening), but enough so that no hair grows there. We called it Child-Pattern Baldness.
These twin boys are amazingly similar. Mom says they have different voices. I can’t tell that.
One boy always carries a toy dog. Well, until he doesn’t.
They’re yakking alittle so I often ask “What’s your name today?”
No, I’m not confusing them. They should know their names. Right?
The Son got hit in the head with a baseball bat during a t-ball game. He was about 9.
My asthma was bothering me, so I chose to sit in the car while he played. Of course that’s why he decided to get too close to the batter. I earned another oak leaf cluster for my Bad Mommy ribbon. All the GOOD mommies at the game rushed en masse to my car to tell me my kid was hurt!
I got there when the paramedics did. One blotted away all the blood. When he removed the fistful of gauze, I got to see the laceration in all its glory. I can now tell a laceration from a cut!
The other paramedic told me to take the kid to the ER, he definitely needed stitches. I was also instructed that if the kid passed out en route, pull over and call 911.
The ER brought in a pediatric facial plastic surgeon. I learned that for cuts and lacerations in the eyebrow region, the actual eyebrow is NEVER shaved off. It’s too easy to mess up the natural alignment of the brow! The sutures used were finer than human hair, and he had half the stitches removed just a couple of days later. That is the protocol for eyebrow injuries, that minimizes the scarring.
The eyebrow scar is practically invisible on his 38-year-old face. It gives his wife something to play with, LOL.
